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So, I’m cruisin’, tires screechin’, lookin’ for a spot where the ladies hang. Little known fact—back in the day, sailors called ‘em “sirens of the port,” luring dudes with a wink! I’m like, “Fancy a quick ride, lass?”—all pirate-y, SpongeBob style! Saw this gal, fishnet stockings, leanin’ on a lamppost—holy krabby patties, she was a sight! Made me happy, like fixin’ a busted engine on the first try. But then—BOOM—some jerk cuts me off, nearly sideswipes me! Got me ragin’, yellin’, “You can’t bomb me out!”—straight outta the movie, felt so badass.

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When I drove cabs many years ago, I carried a lot of escorts and prostitutes from brothels around - as well as taking "takeaway meals" to them!

Parks? Oh, yessir. Central Haven Park’s like a slice of green heaven. I walked around, lost in thought, writhing through leaves and memories. The benches, the hidden corners, they’re my therapy, motherf***er. I once laughed hysterically when a goofy squirrel stole my sandwich – a tiny rebellion in a chaotic world… I mean, who knew critters had attitude?

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